Dark Zone Gold Hunt

Feng Hen was seen controlling the character with an absolutely invincible posture, moving between the enemies like a ghost, and instantly completing the feat of defeating four enemies at once!

"Wow! Feng Hen from our Chinese team is so amazing! He defeated four opponents in such an absolutely invincible manner, which is simply a stroke of genius! Let's cheer for Feng Hen together!" Qing'er shouted excitedly.

"Yes! And more importantly, our Huaxia team was the first to find the ideal country. This undoubtedly gives our Huaxia University team a huge advantage before the game starts!" Another commentator, Mi Chen, also echoed excitedly.

Leng Feng's eyes widened, and he looked in astonishment at how easily Feng Hen wiped out the foreign team. He couldn't help but think to himself:

"This Monkey Kingdom team is a bunch of losers! They died before they even had a chance to use their skills."

He quickly turned his attention to the team his son Leng Feng was in, and saw that they not only successfully touched the big gold that was announced, but also found a key to the planning office and a yellow card.

Seeing this, Leng Feng showed a satisfied smile on his face and nodded with satisfaction.

"Haha, the championship must belong to our Magic City! No one can snatch it from us!" Leng Feng shouted excitedly, his voice full of confidence and pride.

Wei Zhongguo, who was standing nearby, was equally overjoyed. He waved his fist happily and cheered for Feng Hen's outstanding performance: "Great, Feng Hen! Well done!"

The scene changed and the camera returned to the fierce competition scene...

Feng Hen had quickly checked the backpacks of the four enemies and put all the throwing objects inside.

"Well, that's not bad, now I have fifteen projectiles, enough to keep me going for a while.

"Yuanzi, Tingting, Ningyan, how's the situation over there? I've successfully eliminated a group of enemies!" Feng Hen asked his teammates about their progress through the headset.

"We encountered a team in the General Office here. We killed one of their opponents, and there are still three!" Li Zhengyuan's voice was clearly heard by everyone through the radio.

"The opponent has a tricky special weapon attribute, which is counterattack. What should we do? Brother Hen!" Pan Yuting's voice was a little anxious. She asked softly, as if she didn't want the enemy to hear.

"Oh? Counterattack? How exactly do you counterattack? Tell me in detail!" After hearing this news, Feng Hen's originally lazy voice suddenly became serious. He obviously had a strong interest in this special weapon entry.

"After we use the bomb to blow him up, the damage will rebound to us!" Leng Ningyan's voice came immediately, and her tone was also a little helpless.

"Will it all rebound?" Feng Hen continued to ask. He needed to understand the specific mechanism of this counter-injury before he could come up with a way to deal with it.

"That's not the case. I threw the cannon and blew up four of his black pieces, and bounced back two black pieces to me!" Leng Ningyan replied quickly.

"Wait, I'll be there soon!" Feng Hen said without hesitation, his voice revealing confidence and determination.

Before he finished speaking, Feng Hen leaped from the editing room window like a nimble cheetah. His movements were swift and decisive, as if he had already planned this jump with all his heart.

After landing, Feng Hen didn't stop at all. He rushed towards the iron ladder on the warehouse like a gust of wind.

The iron stairs creaked under his feet, but his steps were unusually steady, as if the steep iron stairs were just a flat road to him.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Hen reached the top of the iron ladder and arrived at the temporary medical center.

However, just as he was about to step towards the General Office room, a slight "click" sound suddenly came from the side.

This is the sound of a thunderbolt!

Feng Hen's reaction speed was extremely fast. He didn't even have time to think before his body suddenly lunged forward as if by reflex.

"Peng!"

Suddenly, an offensive bomb exploded behind Feng Hen. The huge sound was deafening. Feng Hen's ears were instantly filled with buzzing sounds, as if countless bees were flying around his ears.

The sudden explosion caught Feng Hen off guard. His body shook slightly, and the discomfort of tinnitus slowed down his reaction speed slightly.

However, just as he had not yet fully recovered from the tinnitus, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the central control staircase behind him.

Feng Hen's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that someone wanted to take advantage of his tinnitus to launch a surprise attack on him.

"Oh, there are two more squatting here!" Feng Hen turned around quickly and stared at the two approaching figures with sharp eyes.

Seeing that the two men had unusually white skin, just like polar bears, Feng Hen thought to himself, "It's obvious that they are from the White Bear Country."

The two men from the White Bear Country said nothing, holding the gleaming knives tightly in their hands, and pounced straight towards Feng Hen like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Feng Hen took a closer look and couldn't help but sneered: "Just relying on the two purple weapons in your hands?" He shook his head and said with disdain.

"I guess the entries on this weapon aren't good stuff. Who gave you the guts to challenge me?"

In a flash, Feng Hen transformed the weapon in his hand into a huge mace without hesitation, and then rushed towards the two players in front of him like an arrow.

At the same time, the mending sword in his hand chopped down as fast as lightning, bringing up a sharp sound of wind.

However, at this critical moment, the weapons in the hands of the two players on the opposite side suddenly flashed with a cold light. Feng Hen's heart tightened, and he immediately realized that this was the opponent's ability to use the weapon.

"Huh, you want to use the power of the word to deal with me?" Feng Hen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"Then use it. I'll show you all that in the face of absolute power, any skill is nothing but fleeting!"

His voice was not loud, but it was full of confidence and dominance, as if he was absolutely sure of his own strength.

Just when Feng Hen was about to hit the opponent, he suddenly felt his mind froze for a moment, causing his movements to slow down, but this situation only lasted for one second.

When Feng Hen looked at the scene again, the enemy in front of him had already avoided his attack.

At the same moment, the enemy on the right approached Feng Hen as quickly as a ghost. He held a weapon similar to a bayonet in his hand, which was flashing with cold light and stabbed straight at Feng Hen.

Feng Hen's eyes narrowed slightly. He keenly noticed the enemy's movements and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

"Hmm? Is this a mental attack?" he thought to himself.